The week of the French (La semana de los Frances)

Just got back into town after a month long stint at the lodge where life settled into a balanced rhythm of work, relaxation, food, drink, conversation, and fish. So far life is good. The days on the water followed by the nights at the lodge have all been enjoyable and the clients fun and interesting.

The last seven days of fishing, however, were a true pleasure as La Posada de los farios was invaded by our french brethren. Brief worries about language barriers were put at ease upon discovering the common languages of good food, wine, and fishing. And we took the opportunity of having six fun french anglers, and one crested butte hippy, to do a little extra exploring.

We started off by doing a little canyon fishing on the Rio Cisnes.

Then we took a little road trip to the coast.

Along the only highway in southern Chile.

It was beautiful.

Complete with glaciers,

waterfalls,

temperate rainforest,

glacial blue water,
and sea run trouts.